The King

chapter 52

Lucas and I stayed inside for a while, not really wanting to leave the warm indoors until we finally decided to head out to the garden. I couldn't contain the joy bubbling inside me when he suggested we go outside to talk, at the thought of seeing it again I had jumped up and ran to my room to grab my jacket.

I didn't know why or how, but I seemed to develop a connection to that place even though I had only gone once, but the beauty of it was just so immense that it would constantly play in my mind in the weirdest of times.

Currently, we were both seated on a bench in front of the grand fountain, I was snuggled up in multiple hoodies while Lucas looked as if he wasn't affected by it. I had tested it earlier, to see if he could even feel the cold by throwing a snowball at his back- turns out he did feel cold.

He shook the snow off his own jacket, muttering something under his breath, before beginning to speak to me after double checking that all the snow was off him.

"Alright, just somethings I need to know." He started and I faced him. "Are you positively sure that you're not a wolf? It's just it would make so much more sense- not even just sense it would even help with finding your dad."

"Father."

"Sorry, father," Lucas repeated and waited for my answer.

I bit my lip, and shook my head. "I'm pretty sure... how do you even know you're a wolf?"

Lucas didn't meet my gaze but instead looked at the snow piled up near my feet as he mulled over whatever was going through his head.

He shrugged, "You just know." I nodded at him and looked down at the snow also. "What's your father's name?"

"Gregory Myers." I said immediately, swallowing right after I said his name.

Lucas got quiet before asking once more, "And your mother... what is her name?"

Tears pricked my eyes, but I ushered them away. "Her name was Diana Myers."

"Diana..." Lucas repeated "Diana, Diana. Where have I heard that before." I looked over at him and the gears that were undoubtedly shifting in his head. "Do you know what her maiden name was?"

I blew out, taking a moment to think. "Something with an S, I'm sorry I can't really remember what exactl-"

"Was it Stevens?" Lucas cut me off, looking intently at me.

I nodded immediately, filled with curiosity "Yeah, I'm pretty sure it was... How do you know that?"

He rubbed mouth with his hands before continuing, "The Stevens were a family that almost every wolf knew of." He looked at my puzzled face. "It all started with- if it is true that your mother's last name is Stevens- your great grandfather." I nodded, urging him to continue. I knew absolutely zero about my family. My mood dampening slightly at the fact Lucas knew even more than I did. "He rejected his own mate, choosing to spend his life with a human. Eventually, he had kids, the werewolf gene being slightly more and more diluted with every generation."

I gulped, was I a wolf?

"Your family caused quite an uproar in the werewolf community... let's just hope no one finds out about this."

My brain felt mushy with all this new information. "Wait... so you're saying that I'm a werewolf?"

He shook his head, "I wouldn't say so. Your fathers human, I know for sure of that. You have the gene, but you're just not." I sat still, as I absorbed this. "We could test it out though. See if you can shift."